October 2014

Smoky

October 17, 2014

I am twelve years old Sitting on top of my pony, old Smoky Riding him bareback through the trees at the pony club On such a hot day His sweaty, prickly coat not quite scratching my legs His mushy muzzle snorting and snuffing After our hard ride We have been out together Jumping over dreams […]

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Tiny

October 17, 2014

My colleague is a forensic psychologist who was asked to investigate a domestic violence case where a person had died. Domestic violence is her specialty, so the request was very much a part of her everyday work. As part of the investigation, she was asked to interview Tiny, a man who was in prison and somehow […]

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Song of time

October 6, 2014

Even on the darkest days When our souls Are shaken with shivers When words have died And we are blind To how we are together Even then When all is lost Even when We flee the cost With the pen We write the loss On pages made of leather Even on the shelves of time […]

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Love and war

October 4, 2014

This is a love poem for all the ones Who come to me for help Who cannot turn away from the horror We choose not to read about every day They were there And, oh, they suffer Not the death, but the torture The unspeakable crime Of being reduced to a thing They do not […]

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